" The girl's eyes filled. He picked her up outside her last period Ceramics class. At the present moment she was living in a world of her own creation, a carnival of brave men and fair women, characters out of the tales she had so newly read for the first time. And it’s like the petals falling from a flower. She seemed smitten with a paroxysm of fear. She refrained. Clearly dazed, he stared, whispering an oath. Paris looms behind—a tragedy of strange recollections—here she emerges Phœnix-like, subtly developed, a flawless woman, beautiful, self-reliant, witty, a woman with the strange gift of making all others beside her seem plain or vulgar. ” Their eyes met for a moment. Although she had said a great deal when she heard about the shooting that had left poor Jack so badly injured.
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